Here's the next chapter, finally! Sorry about the long wait. I have been so busy these last few weeks and I've been dead tired. Hope you like this chapter. It's short, but it is a very important chapter. Please read and review at the end!

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Disclaimer- I do not own Charmed or any of its characters. They are all owned by Aaron Spelling but I do own those characters which you don't recognize.

Wyatt took one look at the picture on the page and began giggling. He pointed to a picture of Phoebe and said, "Fat…" and he went of on a long fit of giggles. Phoebe tried to laugh with him but she couldn't. She couldn't help but think that if the Seer hadn't given her the potion then she would have a healthy child as old as Wyatt, unharmed by evil. Phoebe touched her stomach on impulse and was suddenly hit by a premonition…

Phoebe's premonition:

Phoebe could see a girl lying on the ground in some kind of cell. There was no doubt that it was in the Underworld. The girl had long dark brown hair that at the moment was all tangled up and looked burnt to some extent. The girl was still breathing but every breath she took seemed to take a lot of energy out of her.

There was a creaking noise and the door to the cell the girl was in opened. A tall figure in a hooded robe walked into the cell. He roughly kicked the girl and laughed when he heard her cry out in pain.

Without warning, large bolts of electricity shot out of his hands burning the girl even more until her cries of pain became shrieks of agony. Phoebe could hear the girl screaming for him to stop, but the hooded figure kept firing the electric bolts at her. The hooded figure laughed again and stopped. Then, another hooded figure entered the cell. Her grabbed the girl by her throat and lifted her off the ground. He lifted his hand to pull his hood off and---

End premonition

Phoebe inhaled sharply as the premonition ended. Some girl was getting beaten up the Underworld by two men with hoods. What really scared Phoebe the most was that the girl who was getting electrocuted had seemed only about 14 years old, that is from the back of her head.

Phoebe unconsciously pulled Wyatt closer to her and decided that maybe the safest thing to do right now was to go to magic school. She would call her sisters later.

"Wyatt? Can you be a good boy and orb us all to Magic School?" asked Phoebe softly. Wyatt pulled Phoebe's hair then giggled. "Please Wyatt?" asked Phoebe.

Wyatt nodded then grabbed onto Chris's cradle which was right next to him and orbed them all to Magic School.

As soon as they appeared in magic school, Phoebe saw Ms. Donovan and quickly rushed over to her. "Hi, Ms. Donovan. Can you take Wyatt and Chris to the nursery for me?"

"Sure, Phoebe, why?" the teacher asked after gently lifting Chris out of the cradle.

"I…I need to do some research…in the library, on a demon."

"It's not in your Book of Shadows?"

Phoebe mentally slapped herself for not bringing the book with her. "Well, actually, the library here has a lot more information, and I most probably won't get disturbed by any demons. I need it to be quiet when I'm researching things…" she replied.

Ms. Donovan looked at Phoebe suspiciously then said, "Oh, alright, but don't get in any trouble with Mr. Koontz. He's in a real bad mood today." Ms. Donovan took Wyatt's hand and walked to the nursery.

Phoebe took one last look at Ms. Donovan and Wyatt's backs and quickly headed towards the library.

Piper had been waiting in traffic for the past 40 minutes. Not one single car had been moving. She'd been stuck in traffic before, that was a given if you lived in San Francisco but 40 minutes in the same exact place? Piper lowered her window stuck her head out of the car and honked at the driver in front of her. Coincidentally, a guy had been walking in front of Piper's car to cross the street at the same time and he thought that she was honking at him.

"Shut up, lady! I'm walking here! Your car ain't even moving!"

Piper stuck her head out the window and yelled, "I'm not honking at you, you jay walker! I'm honking at the guy in the car in front of me!"

She honked her horn once again and this time the driver in front of her heard her. He responded to her by lowering his window and sticking his middle finger out at Piper.

Piper rolled her eyes and yelled, "Same to you, you moron!" She looked at the massive number of cars in front of her then stuck her head back into the car.

God, it was during times like this that she wished that she could orb. Piper rolled her eyes and shifted her eyes back onto the road. After ten more agonizing minutes of waiting, the cars still were not moving.

"I've had it," said Piper to herself. Then much to the annoyance of all the cars around her, she slowly pulled her car over to the curb, turned it off, got out, and began walking to p3. Piper looked at all the cars that were still waiting in the traffic and muttered, "So long, suckers."

Piper wrapped her coat around herself tighter and shivered. The snow was getting worse. Piper didn't understand why it was happening. It never snowed in San Francisco. It got cold a lot, sure, but it never snowed. It was a nice change though. She liked snow a lot. Grams took her, Phoebe, and Prue skiing when they were younger and Piper loved the snow. Piper smiled as she remembered how she had started crying when Grams told them that they had to leave.

As she was nearing p3, Piper noticed that there was still a whole load of cars that weren't moving. Then she noticed that there were a few ambulances and a lot of police cars. She also noticed that the officers were wearing gigantic coats. Piper walked over to one of the officers and asked, "What's going on?"

The officers shivered and blew into his hands. "The people in these cars are frozen."

"Frozen?" asked Piper. "As in, ice frozen?"

"Yeah, frozen, but none of them are dead." He looked at Piper then said, "How can you only be wearing a small coat?"

"I'm not that cold," replied Piper who was gazing with horror and wonder at the cars. She shook her head then said, "Thank you, officer," and trudged on to p3.

How is it that the cold was affecting all these people like this? It's very cold, but not cold so that it could freeze people. I thought that stuff only happened like this in extremely cold places. Not California. Deep, in thought, Piper kept walking towards p3.

Finally, Piper reached the club. She went inside, dropped her coat on a chair and went behind the counter to begin checking what she needed to restock on. "Alex!" Piper called wondering where her employee was. He was in college at the moment and he needed a job. When he first came to the club, Piper was a little skeptical but after she gave him a test run, she saw that the people who came to the club loved him so she hired him. It wasn't like him to say that he was coming then not be here.

Piper walked over the bathroom door and knocked on it. "Alex, are you in there?"

When he didn't reply, she began walking towards the storeroom. "Alex?" Piper cautiously opened the door to the storeroom and peered inside. The lights weren't on. Piper furrowed her eyebrows and closed the door. Alex called this morning saying that he was coming to the club. I remember she said to herself.

As she turned around to go back to the counter, there was a flash of light. Then out of nowhere, something hit Piper on her head and she slumped down to the ground. The last thing she heard was laughter that seemed oddly familiar to her.